Food: How did I become a chef when I set up a stall?

On Saturday, Sichuan restaurants were busy again.

As soon as the business started, customers started queuing up to grab a number plate.

After a while, even the night number plates were taken away.

Business is ridiculously good.

Shen Hai specially invited a waiter outside to be responsible for calling the number and receiving guests.

An ordinary Sichuan restaurant experienced a sensation of explosion.

At the same time, outside the Sichuan restaurant.

Yang Juanjuan, the chairman of the Sichuan Flavor Sichuan Restaurant, looked at the lively scene of the Sichuan restaurant with envy and jealousy.

This kind of business should be in her big restaurant.

How come a small restaurant can be so popular?

Taste of Sichuan is now clearly in decline, with daily sales declining.

Looking from the outside, you can see to the naked eye that there are many empty tables inside.

The atmosphere seemed a little colder.

When guests see this scene, they often won't go in.

It seems that invisible luck is gradually passing away from the restaurant.

"Sister, that chef also has a restaurant in Ludong, and it's no worse than our restaurant."

"It seems to be a signature in the local area."

"We can't invite him."

Yang Dalong advised from the side.

"Just ask him for a week to take care of things."

"You can get them from such a shabby little restaurant. If we spend more money, is there any reason why we can't get them?"

Yang Juanjuan still refused to give up.

She sought medical treatment urgently and finally found a top chef, but she still had no fixed job, so naturally she was unwilling to give up.

What she thought was that she could invite Jiang Feng to work in the restaurant for a week, so that the Sichuan flavor could become more popular and reverse the current decline.

But she doesn't know where Jiang Feng cooks. It depends on the system tasks and rewards, as well as her own mood.

If you think this system task is good, take it.

If you don't want to do it, you don't have to accept the task.

After not accepting the task, the system will refresh the task two days later. It all depends on Jiang Feng's own choice.

The current system tasks are very suitable, so Jiang Feng has always accepted them.

The Sichuan restaurant was very busy until 9:30 pm.

Jiang Feng finished his last order, changed his clothes, and walked out of the Sichuan restaurant.

Many people saw him and waved hello to him.

"Boss Jiang, are you off work?"

"Will you still be here tomorrow?"

"The spicy chicken is really delicious. Do you have a recipe?"

The guests were very enthusiastic.

Jiang Feng replied with a smile:

"It will be there tomorrow, as long as everyone likes to eat."

Jiang Feng found Xiao Hei from the backyard and left with him.

Not long after I walked out, I saw a beautifully dressed woman in her twenties and a short-cut boy in a suit walking towards her.

"Boss Jiang, Boss Jiang, wait a moment."

Yang Juanjuan smiled and called Jiang Feng.

"Hello."

Jiang Feng has always been polite.

"Boss Jiang, I have finally met you. Let me introduce myself. My name is Yang Juanjuan, and I am the owner of Sichuan Flavor Restaurant."

"Our restaurants are all time-honored in the city, ranking among the top three, and our Sichuan cuisine is particularly famous."

"That's right. I want to invite you to our restaurant, even for a week. I'll pay a high price."

"I can give you 10,000 yuan for one week, okay?"

Yang Juanjuan directly explained her intention.

Jiang Feng had heard Chen Hai talk about this before, and he paid special attention to it.

He has no interest in going to work in Sichuan Flavor, and as he said, now he earns more than 10,000 yuan a week at Lao Flavor Sichuan Restaurant.

"I'm not interested in going to your place to cook Sichuan cuisine, but I'm quite interested in your restaurant."

“Considering selling?”

"Maybe you can take the money and invest in some other businesses."

Jiang Feng said calmly.

Yang Juanjuan was slightly startled.

At this time, she felt that Jiang Feng's background was much stronger than hers.

In the chat just now, she still regarded Jiang Feng as a "part-time chef" and the conversation was about "salary".

Jiang Feng said backhand, "I want to buy a restaurant," but Yang Juanjuan couldn't even handle it.

It's actually normal.

Yang Juanjuan's restaurant belongs to her husband, and she is the manager. After managing it for several months, the more she works, the worse the restaurant becomes.

Jiang Feng's restaurant is his own, and it is also the signature local Shandong cuisine. Now it is getting better and better.

Jiang Feng's background is much more powerful than hers.

Yang Dalong couldn't say a word and looked embarrassed.

How can we talk about this?

We offered a high salary of 10,000 yuan a week, and the other party wanted to buy our restaurant.

Who can I talk to to explain this?

"Well" Yang Juanjuan was also a little confused, "I haven't considered this yet."

Jiang Feng replied calmly:

"I just asked casually. If there is an idea for sale, it would be great. If not, I can find other suitable places."

"We'll talk again when we have a chance."

After saying that, Jiang Feng took Xiao Hei and left chicly.

Only Yang Juanjuan and Yang Dalong were left standing there stunned.

It took a long time for Yang Juanjuan to recover.

"No, has he always been so generous?"

Yang Dalong looked at her, "Judging from his assets, it seems like this."

"Sister, why don't you sell the restaurant? Let's invest in something else?"

Yang Dalong asked again.

"You think I can't sell it if I don't want to. This restaurant belongs to your brother-in-law and he has the final say."

"Lets see."

The two left silently.

At night, Yang Juanjuan tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. She sat up immediately after thinking about what had happened for a long time.

"No, is he so fierce?"

"I hired him as a cook, and he wants to buy my restaurant?"

"That's not impossible."

"I have always wanted to invest in a beauty salon, which is more profitable than a restaurant."

"You can think about it."

After Jiang Feng took Xiao Hei home, he simply washed up for a while and then rested.

The next day, the old Sichuan restaurant was still so busy.

"It's a good one!"

"So many people!"

"Boss, please give me a number. I've been waiting in line for a long time. Please give me a number!"

"Boss, a friend of mine is about to die. Before he dies, he wants to eat Sichuan food cooked by Boss Jiang!"

"Boss, let me in. I don't take up a seat. I can eat standing up!"

The guests at the door began to line up and shouted.

Everyone also worked hard.

Liu Lei asked his wife and children to wait aside, and rushed into the crowd to take the number.

He seems like a warrior who takes on the responsibility of the family.

Everyone is quite chaotic, just forcing people to squeeze in and grabbing seats.

Shen Hai's head got bigger.

It doesn't matter if business is too good.